I know I'm new to this but it was great to talk to some folks who understand. My son's 13th birthday is today and thank god he went to work with his dad. He had the day off from school. I was in a panic as to what I was going to do with him that would be fun. I'm having a hard time being or having much fun.
I did get out to my therapist appointment and was motivated enough to stop at toys r us to buy Ben one of the Star Wars figures that was on his list. Got to the grocery store to buy him a cake and a few things. Its more than I have done in one day in a while. I couldn't wait to get home.
His dmh worker called and suggested that I sign up for dmh assisstance to get some help in the home for myself. I guess its a good idea. She said since I have a chronic illness that I would be approved. My mood was stable until I spoke with her then I couldn't stop crying. My husband wants to take Ben out to dinner so I need to pull it together and I think I have. I have to keep telling myself that its okay not to be a barrell of laughs. It is just pouring buckets here and hard to motivate myself to go out again but I will.